THEME: STORIES FROM MY PAST
W = Wicked
"All right, enough - so be itSo be it, then:Let all Oz be agreedI'm wicked through and through"
- Wicked Witch of the West singing NO GOOD DEAD From the Musical WICKED
I never thought I was a bad person.
Suddenly one day, the principal and vice principal have me in their office and my Mom is there.
"Ms. Pittman... you know why you are here?" - Vice Principal
"No Mr. Ezelle, I don't."
(Looks at my Mom) "Your daughter had been rumored to have a HIT LIST and is a devil worshiper."
That was the beginning... I had no idea what a devil worshiper was or a HIT LIST. The rumors spread behind my back had reached the principal and vice principal. Now here sat me and my Mom both having NO IDEA what was going on.
"I suggest she find God"
I was sitting there completely shocked. I was scared. I had no idea what was going on. After we got home, Mom said nothing but she talked with Dad when he got home. The next day I was taken to a LECTURE about the evils of being a devil worshiper. All the man did was show me a VHS tape and I laughed at most of it ... it was like a bad horror movie documentary.
When I got home I researched what a HIT LIST was and what it meant to be a devil worshiper. I was surprised to find out the answer. A HIT LIST was a list people formed of those they wanted to hurt but mostly it was a list of people they wanted DEAD. WHAT?!?! I didn't want anyone DEAD! What the fuck? Seriously? I was appalled that ANYONE would think this of me. I cried for hours.... days... weeks... a month... then I snapped out of that.
For that long month Mom and Dad took me to church. The first day I walked in a lady asked me if I wanted to be saved and I said sure.... I was thrown up front of the church and had NO IDEA what was going on. I could see it was making my Mom and Dad happy so I went along with it. They said I was saved... 2 weekends later I was baptized still not knowing a single thing. After I was baptized and joined the church.... the entire church just stopped talking to my parents and me and then.... a lot of DRAMA started among deacons so Mom and Dad agreed we'd just leave. And we did... but my quest was NOT over...
I was determined to learn who started these rumors about me.
I started my detective work on that end all the while researching what devil worshiping was and it lead me to discover the Church of Satan. I became facinated with reading everything Anton LaVey wrote .... the Satanic Bible, the Satanic Rituals, the Satanic Witch... and so on... I read everything I could get my hands on about Satanism, Wiccans.
I found out who started the rumors. I made a LIST ... ironic isn't it. I got a diary and wrote those named down and called it the KARMA LIST. I would seek NO REVENGE on those who said these things about me and almost ruined my life. I had read in some Buddhist writings that Karma has a way of dealing out just punishment to those who have done bad things to you. Seek no revenge yourself... the negative energies they put out into the world will one day return to them. I was happy thinking that thought.
I went from Catholic, Baptist, Methodist... every religion I could trying to find my place.
I finally settled in a Baptist church. I thought I had found a home... but they called me ANTI-CHRIST and preached a sermon about how wicked and evil I was.
That's the day I left religion behind for good.
Am I wicked? Probably. I don't doubt I am. But I try to be a good person. I don't believe in anything but myself... I know that if I do right by people and am a good person that things will work out in the end. I just refuse to worship anything... god or devil.
I do love me some Lucifer though.
Think of this... God created Lucifer and he was God's most BEAUTIFUL and BELOVED angel. He rebelled against his father because he felt unloved.... WHO HASN'T DONE THAT?!?!? If it's a true story that would make LUCIFER the first REBEL. That's a hero... not a devil.
So anyway, that's this entry in the challenge. Bet I get a LOT of heat over this.